Chapter 565

Qingying immediately stood up after listening to Teng, but immediately calmed down. These little devils are hiding. Brother Yu said to himself. There must be some purpose in such a provocation.

Ling Duyu looks at Maeda Haoer with an iron face. He and Qingying stand up together. The voice of Maeda Haoer's voice is very light. It is estimated that only Qingying and lingduyu can hear him. At this time, there were still players coming in. The whole conference room was very noisy, and no one noticed.

"The boy is looking for a cigarette. Maybe he will lie on the ground when we move our hand." Lingduyu gently way, "so he can reduce a competitor."

"Yes, he must have seen brother Yu's painting and thought there was no way to compare with you. That's the idea. " Qingying understood immediately“ This little devil is really insidious. Brother Yu, can we just let it go? " Qingying is not reconciled, how also want to teach little devil a lesson, looking at Maeda Haoer look for smoke, feel don't smoke him to some feel sorry for himself.

"Just give it to him." A white pill appeared on Ling Duyu's hand. A very hidden shot, flew into the mouth of Maeda Haoer.

After hearing the conversation between Ling Duyu and Qingying, Maeda Haoer was a little surprised. I didn't think of the idea I came up with, so I was seen through. When he was about to do something else, he saw the boy take out a pill the size of a soybean. I don't know how to fly into my mouth.

Maeda Haoer felt that something flew to his throat. He didn't have to think about it to know that it was not a good thing. When he wanted to throw up, it had fallen into his esophagus.

"What is this?" Maeda's voice has changed.

"Go away!" Ling Duyu's eyes glared, "what is it?"

Maeda Haoer is rolled by this sound, it seems that a thunder is ringing in his ear. The shock made Maeda's eyes dazzled, almost unable to stand. But he found that others didn't seem to hear him. In the heart secretly strange, know this boy must be unusual. It seems very unwise to get into trouble with this boy, and the pill must not be a good thing.

At this time, there are about a dozen people sitting on the rostrum. It seems that they are all judges. These people are no less than the contestants. There was an old man in his sixties who stood up and coughed twice, and the scene was immediately quiet. People here have a high level of cultural literacy, which is still self-conscious.

The old man stroked his beard with satisfaction and was about to speak. In the conference room there was a sound similar to the sound of a whistle. Let the whole conference room present strange silence.

Qingying and Ling Duyu cover their noses and leave the painting table, and the people on the two sides of Maeda Hao cover their noses and run away one after another. Qingying didn't forget to bring her pencil case when she left.

At this time, the face red neck thick Maeda Haoer, and issued a long cry. Then there was a crackling sound, and the stench in the whole conference room was so heavy that it could no longer stand.

Ling Duyu and Qingying have been out of the meeting room for a long time, and they estimate that this is a step. The others came out one by one indignant.

The competition team quickly made another room for the players to enter the competition. The other photographers pulled out, but they obviously endured the stench and photographed Tian Haoer squatting on the ground for a while. They couldn't stand it and ran out.

"Damn, what did the little devil eat to make himself such a virtue." "It really stinks," one contestant said angrily as he entered the new conference room

"What else can I eat?" Another player heard, "I didn't see that they were all carrying beautiful women. It must have been a golden meal in the morning. There was no place to fry and eat fresh food. It turned out to be a tragedy. " This immediately caused a burst of laughter. But let a few little devils glare at the speaker. There are also a few little devil contestants here. But did not expect, among them the most powerful Maeda Haoer, so out. Obviously, Maeda can't compete.

These small devils are also doubting whether Maeda Haoer's head has been taken out. I ate the unprocessed golden grain meal. These little devils all know that Maeda Haoer likes to eat golden grain meal most, when he is in menstruation country. Whenever there's a chance, I'll eat.

A few of them also like this one, but not to the point of Maeda Haoer. These little devils, in their hearts, have already determined that Maeda Haoer must be addicted to Jinli meal. It is estimated that in the morning I ate Daizi to make fresh materials. As a result, this happened. Daizi is Maeda's assistant.

Ling Duyu found a painting table at random here. Now there is no name on it. Even the painting desk is made up of two desks.

After these painters came here, they took out the ink and brush they had brought. As for the paper, they used the rice paper provided by the competition.

As soon as Qingying opened the box, the exquisite design attracted many people. As soon as the box opened, there were two pen holders on which the two sets of pens were hung. And the inkstone doesn't even need to move.

Qingying puts a piece of ink ingot on the inkstone and picks up a small water bucket made of jade. Go to the side of a bucket to scoop water over, pour in the inkstone, ready to grind. At this time, Ling Duyu's desk has been surrounded by many judges, one by one looking at Ling Duyu's stationery, both eyes are shining. These people are painters, of course. Who doesn't want to have such a set of stationery.

"Professor Ling, is this ink ancient? I look like something from the Ming Dynasty. " Vice President Chen looks at the ink ingot road being held in the delicate hands of Qingying.

"Yes." Ling Duyu's light way. It's really nice to wear thirteen. "It's much better to paint with this kind of ink than it is now." This is not nonsense. The color of ancient ink is heavier than that of new ink. And this ancient ink must have used a lot of medicinal materials in it. This ink has not been ground yet. Standing on the edge, you can smell the faint fragrance of the medicine. It has a refreshing effect.

"It's too outrageous." A man in his fifties said angrily, "how can such a good thing be used easily?"

"Well, it's our own thing. How can we use it? You have to manage it?" The way that Qing Ying disdains, is it not easy to use it for you? " This sentence really hit the man's mind. He thought that this kind of ancient ink was suitable for him. Because he is a famous painter.

But I can't say that. I'm afraid most of the judges here have this idea“ What's your name? This ink must be put away. It's good to use it as medicine. How can it be used for painting? We need to use a little less. "